I run a reasonably quiet establishment here.
I'm not a big A-list money-making blogger. I have my peeps. They like me, and I like them.
But this week, for some reason, my comment section has become a hotbed of misinformation, misinterpretation and a lot of hate.
For some reason, my post from LAST week -- a post in which I basically said nothing except that I was hurting -- has generated a lot of controversy.
For some reason, people who have only commented once or twice in my almost three-year blogging career have decided to hang out here, ostensibly in the name of an open forum but instead spouting pronouncements of "fact" and "certainty" about how I feel about homosexuality as it refers to my sons and stepdaughter.
And for some reason, my comment section has thus become a forum for lesbian rhetoric and Janet bashing.
For starters, let us reiterate, as I have in the past, that this blog is but a teeny tiny slice of my real life. It is, in fact, only a recounting of the things I find amusing, touching or heartbreaking that I care to share with others. Like an iceberg, the things below the surface -- the things I don't splatter all over cyberspace -- are greater and deeper than what pokes through for general viewing.
So anyone who reads this blog and -- on the basis of this blog alone -- makes pronouncements of "fact" about how I operate on a day-to-day basis is blowing smoke.
And anyone who could make any kind of inference about lesbianism based on last week's post should probably cease and desist.
In point of fact, last week's post had NOTHING to do with sexual orientation. What it DID have to do with is the delayed "teen rebellion" of a 20-year-old who, in fact, threw a tantrum and some wild accusations about unrelated items that neither her father nor I could understand or accept.
So I hope it makes people comfortable to know that ALL of our children and their significant others were in attendance at my parents' 60th anniversary celebration. I hope it makes people comfortable to know that ALL of our children were treated to a lavish weekend with love and respect.
I hope it makes people comfortable to know that sexual orientation was a complete non-issue in any of this.
Because I still run a reasonably quiet establishment here.
And even if I didn't, it's still my blog and MY voice, and if people are uncomfortable with that, they should feel free to click the little red X in the corner.